Addicted to My Contract-Marriage Husband

Chapter 317: Chapter 317: Feeding Personally

Fu Sichen’s gaze swept over Jiang Mian’s gradually blushing ear, his lips curling into a faint smile, "Does Mrs. Fu have a better method? I’m all ears."

???

What method!!

The best method would be to throw it outside and sink to the bottom of the sea together!

Jiang Mian looked at Fu Sichen’s somewhat teasing smile and guessed that the bastard was doing it on purpose!!!

An idea suddenly struck her.

It’s just a painting, after all—she could do that too!

Jiang Mian’s eyes lightly danced, her voice playful and seductive, "I have one, of course you need to have one too."

No sooner had her words fallen than Jiang Mian pulled Fu Sichen outside.

Her eyes soft and bending, she intoned word by word, "Afterward, we can admire it together."

Over the following days, Jiang Mian still experienced Fu Sichen’s extraordinary stamina.

She was almost dead tired, yet this bastard didn’t seem to feel a thing.

Jiang Mian looked at the steadily reducing pile of mermaid gowns in the wardrobe, and thought, isn’t it her birthday!!!

Why was she the one suffering so miserably, wailing.

No way! She had to hurry and paint, she couldn’t let the bastard get the upper hand.

It’s just a painting, after all—she had learned painting too!

The cruise ship was fully equipped, and Jiang Mian was exceptionally satisfied with her own painting. noveldrama

On the canvas were two silhouettes, the man’s gaze slightly lowered, his broad shoulders and narrow waist, the fine sweat on his skin rendered extraordinarily vivid.

What stood out the most was the box he held aloft in his hand.

My god!! That’s brilliant!!!

Jiang Mian almost cried out loud.

Only, why did it feel like the more she looked at the painting, the more it resembled Fu Sichen being a spokesperson?

She went ahead and had the painting color-printed, then found a frame and mounted it, deliberately taking down her own painting.

Jiang Mian stared at the painting on the wall, extremely satisfied.

This painting was truly a passionate work of art.

Before Jiang Mian had long to admire it, her phone suddenly vibrated.

Susu Big Baby: [OMG OMG! You and your hubby sure know how to play!!]

Susu Big Baby: [What’s called ’the real deal personally feeds you,’ now I’ve seen it]

What the heck??

How come she recognized all these words but strung together they became a total blur?

Susu Big Baby: [{Forwarded Weibo}]

Susu Big Baby: [The fan forum is dishing out again. I got evidence this person is most definitely your husband]

?!!

Jiang Mian saw that ID——

X².

Xuanxuan?

An image posted half an hour ago, under the halo, a woman in a black strapless long dress, a man pinning the woman against the cabinet, one hand bracing against the cabinet, the other hand gripping the woman’s slender waist.

The slightly lifted red lips and the cool thin lips almost touching in a tentative caress.

The tension was palpable.

Although the faces in the picture weren’t fully shown, everyone could clearly tell it was definitely Jiang Mian and Fu Sichen.

[AAAAAH!!! I’m really going insane!!]

[After ’Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star,’ here’s another feed for the fans]

[Help, I can’t handle this level of heat!!]

At the same time, Jiang Mian received a message from Luo Ting.

Luo Ting: [The entire cast of ’Floating Life’ sent you birthday wishes, except Movie Emperor Bai. Now your ship’s fans are jumping around again]

There’s a saying in the entertainment circle, the real couples are the ones who keep their distance most conspicuously.

Jiang Mian and Bai Yu’s ship was particularly lively.

Although it hadn’t made it to the trending searches, Luo Ting still planned to talk to Jiang Mian about it.

Just in case President Fu saw it and had questions for her.

The next second, Luo Ting sent a flurry of messages—

Luo Ting: [What did you guys do! Yangyang is going crazy!]

Yangyang was so excited that he showed Luo Ting the picture, saying it leaked in the fan forum.